Gray's heartfelt words made him dry and his mouth were dry. He took a bottle of milk from the food he brought from CJ and drank it and moistened his throat.

Then I looked at the expressions of these people. Some believed them deeply, but most of them were skeptical, and some were firmly disbelief.

Gray doesn't care. He just lets himself use his backpack reasonably. Well... he just pretends to be a pussy by the way. He really just does it casually and has absolutely no intention of pretending to compare.

After eating something simply, Gray did not continue to promote his theory of salvation and becoming a god, asking them to continue to dig soil to build a vegetable garden on the roof, and he continued to kill zombies.

"Why don't he have to dig the soil, but we have to go?" asked the new aunt, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

"Hmph, what do you know? The boss is going to kill zombies. The boss said that we can either produce food ourselves, or we can clean up the zombies, clean up all the zombies, or clean up most of them. At that time, we can naturally go to other places to search for food." Bart snorted coldly.

"You can't kill zombies, so you should work hard instead of randomly doubting the boss. A powerful person who can't go anywhere alone, but stay here to help us kill zombies. Can he get anything? It's not for our safety. You even doubt him. It's really disgusting and chilling."

CJ stared blankly at his younger brother who originally belonged to him and spoke for others righteously. Didn’t he agree to be each other’s angels and resist someone’s atrocities together? Why did you suddenly become a loyal enemy?

"cj, you haven't seen the greatness of the boss last night. I don't blame you for saying the wrong thing. If you really dare to disobey him, don't blame me for telling the boss." Seeing that CJ's face was not good, Bart raised his head and said proudly.

Yesterday, the security trio conspired tonight, saying that the enemy was in great power and could not fight against it for the time being. They needed to slowly confuse the other party with a respectful attitude for the time being, and they were ready in private. When the time was right, they would regain their things.

But today all hope was shattered. The guy fooled him for a while, but this guy really believed him and became the other party's loyalty. How could he make sense?

However, is there really a god in this world? Can you really become a god by saving the world? Can you get a place in the Kingdom of God in the future? Can your family receive the Kingdom of God?

"You fart, I, CJ, are loyal to Boss Grey. How can you, a little brat, doubt it? Who dares to be unfavorable to Boss Grey? I can't spare him the first one." CJ roared with a stern voice, as if he was greatly wronged, his face full of anger, his eyes glanced at others, and he wanted to catch a typical example to prove that he was loyal.

"That's good." Bart nodded lightly, not feeling that what he said was too much.

"Okay, everyone can do things after eating. Who, the boss said, you can spend more time with your father, so you don't have to go there for the time being." CJ began to arrange it, and he wanted to tell everyone that he was the number one person under the boss, and Bart was nothing.

"Hey, I'm hurting my leg, I'm afraid I won't be able to help," Tucker said.

"I've really been injured. Isn't it bitten by zombies?" cj said suspiciously. If it was really a zombie bite but it was said to be an ordinary injury, it would be a hidden danger for others.

"It's really not, it's just an ordinary injury. It's injured when you run away. It has nothing to do with zombies." Tucker explained, and the aunt who followed him also explained, confirming that it wasn't a zombie bitten.

"Then why didn't you say it just now?"

"You go and find the boss. The elf can not only suppress the outbreak of zombie infection, but also treat many ordinary injuries. If you are bitten by a zombie, it is best to tell the elf that she will help you suppress it so that you can live for a while." cj nodded.

Tucker thought for a while, dragged his injured leg to the roof, and happened to see the boss shooting with a pistol seriously, with a focused expression and not disturbing external objects. He seemed to be just trying to understand the zombies for everyone, and the world was bright and bright.

"With such a person protecting us, it will be very safe here." Tucker felt a sense of admiration in his heart. The fear that had been born after watching Steve's tragic situation before was gone, leaving only a deep gratitude.

That guy Steve deserves to die. He often pretends to be superior to us, and he does nothing and looks like he is superior to others. He knows how to command us, hum, deserve it.

After a while of mental activity, Tucker walked behind Gray, "Boss, my leg is injured. Can you let the elf treat me? I can go downstairs to help."

Tucker was a little embarrassed. After all, he was so old that he was still a boss who didn't look very old. He couldn't stand it even if he had a thin skin.

"Well? Well, it's rare that you have the heart to contribute to humanity. I'm very pleased. Xiao Moli, please cure him." Gray has always been very tolerant of those who are willing to contribute. Such people have no bad character. Although they cannot compare with those with noble character like him, they are still considered good people.

Xiao Moli flew out and helped him heal his injuries in an instant. By the way, she also checked whether there was such a strange curse in his body.

Tucker felt the injury on his leg immediately healed. He looked at Gray's eyes changing again, and he bowed deeply, "Thank you, Boss Gray."

He had also seen Xiao Moli treat Frank before. Although he was shocked at the time, it was inevitable that he would lack any effect if he did not act on him. At this time, his injuries were healed instantly, which made him immediately feel a deep respect for Gray and the elf.

With these two people, there are zombies outside with Grey cleaning, and there are elves inside. Is there any better place in the world than here?

Tucker decided to stay here and not leave, or he would go wherever these two people went.

Tucker went down to dig the soil, and little Molly returned to Gray, "He was not cursed."

"That's good." Now there are fourteen of them in this small base, but three of them are bound to die, which means that the real number of people can only be counted as eleven. In this case, naturally, the more living people, the better, and the fewer infected people, the better.

"By the way, Xiao Moli, go and find some vegetable seeds for me to come back."

"Hmph, bad guy, abuse child labor." The elf cried. The word child labor was seen from the comics. She also felt that she was very similar to the child labor inside and was always bullied. Gray was the big devil, who whipped her behind with a small whip.

What's the thing? Gray's face turned dark and he would come from behind when he was unhappy. Although he couldn't find who did it, don't everyone know each other's minds? Why is it because I abused child labor at this moment? You have been eating and living for free, and you can't even drive away.

Just as I was about to argue with her, the little guy deeply realized his mistake, but the little guy had already flew away and turned around and made a face.

Gray knew that the little guy was in trouble and didn't dare to argue with him, so he hurriedly ran away.

Well, who made me a good person? Since the little guy knew he was wrong, I wouldn't care about her so much.

Looking at the more and more zombies below, and looking at the distance of the town, there was no popularity. I was afraid that everyone in the town except for those who really turned into corpses, have come here.

He secretly sighed that the person who caused this world crisis was really a sin, and he was involved in the great cause of killing zombies. There was no way. For the sake of human survival plan, even if he was exhausted, had his hands and feet, and jumped from here, he would continue to kill zombies.
Chapter completed!